Chapter 55 My Baby
Jiangcheng is a coastal metropolis.
The provincial troupe has many opportunities for overseas exchanges and follows the path of adapting traditional folk music into Western symphonies. The conductor and instructors are all famous figures in the classical music world, and they are very eye-catching among a number of domestic student orchestras.
The repertoire for this audition was chosen from the program of the provincial troupe's performance in Berlin last year.
A section of "Butterfly Lovers" and a section of "Jasmine Flower".
Zhou Zhiyan brought Teacher Wang to sit aside to help turn the music scores, while He Miaochun leaned against the back.
Not long after playing, Xie Ying suddenly knocked on the table with her knuckles.
"I know the first part, so I'll just jump to the allegro in the second part." She hummed the melody of the second half.
He Miao paused for a few seconds, his fingers hovering on the keys for a long time, without moving any further.
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Teacher Wang leaned back in his chair with his hands folded and coughed lightly. Even Su Xia outside the door could feel the contempt in his words.
Su Xia's heart tightened, worried that she was too nervous and forgot the music score. She opened the score and quickly turned to the corresponding page and stuck it on the glass door.
She was afraid that He Miao couldn't see it, so she used all her strength to stand on tiptoe and hold the folder high. Because of the cramps in her calf, she almost lost her balance several times, but she stayed straight and didn't move.
The piano is placed on the small stage of the multimedia classroom, some distance away from the door.
From He Miao's perspective, the tadpoles on the music score were blurry, but his friend's red face soaked with sweat was clear.
He Miao pursed her lips, lowered her head, and took a deep breath.
She wiped the sweat from her palms on her school pants, calmed herself, and looked at the jury, "Sorry, teacher, I'm ready."
Xie Ying raised an eyebrow, "Continue."
After a while, melodious and cheerful music was heard.
Su Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She squatted down and quietly moved to the door, rubbing her calf and grimacing in pain, but still smiling.
Due to procedural fairness, the selection results were not announced until a weekend later.
Unlike the honor roll that attracted the attention of the entire grade, their quizzes involved fewer people and not many people knew about them, with only about twenty people in the orchestra paying attention.
In front of the art building, there were several layers of old event posters pasted on top. The top piece of white paper was not very noticeable. The glue on one corner was not stuck and it was swaying in the wind.
He Miao was so nervous that his stomach ached. He didn't dare to look anymore. He turned his head and let Su Xia hold his hand.
The left column in the table is the name, and the right column is the score announcement.
Su Xia placed her fingers on the page and scanned it line by line. She first saw her own name, and when she saw the piano group, she deliberately kept it a secret.
"Teacher Xiao He, guess your score?"
He Miao's heart was pounding. "How much?"
As long as Zhou Zhiyan is there, the teachers in the orchestra will never give her any points.
Both of her tracks were interrupted at least once.
After she finished playing, the entire jury remained silent, only Xie Ying nodded to her.
She was secretly delighted in her heart.
But after Zhou Zhiyan started, no one stopped him, and he completed the entire movement almost undisturbed.
Does this mean that he is much better than me?
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
On Friday night, Su Xia excitedly dragged her to the shopping district to eat small cakes to celebrate. He Miao treated it as her last dinner and assumed that she was no longer a good person.
The hand was tugged again.
Su Xia's hands were chubby and a little sweaty from excitement. She stopped her and stood in front of the public document, holding her face and turning it over. "You have ten points!!!"
"There were so many boys behind, but Teacher Xie didn't give any of them the ticket. He only gave it to you!"
He Miao pouted because of her pinching. He opened his eyes and looked back and forth several times.
From the bold mark "10" to the group ranking "1" at the back.
Then go to the red words “Confirm the nomination” in brackets.
She could hardly believe that it was her own name, her face blank, "But he finished playing..."
"I told you last week, but you didn't believe me. Letting him finish was Teacher Xie giving face to his parents. Not letting you finish is just being too kind of you. Just a little bit is enough."
Su Xia put her hands on her hips and glanced at her with a smile, "Teacher Xie graduated from the Conservatory of Music. She's seen so many piano students. She can tell their level just by touching the keys. Why would it take so long?"
He Miao was still in a daze.
Su Xia took out her cell phone from her pocket, looked around and saw no teachers, then turned on the mute mode and took a picture quietly.
I took a whole piece of paper, took a close-up of the two people's names, and chose the one with the best color to set as the screensaver.
One operation is completed.
When I looked up again, the thin girl next to me tilted her head back, the tips of her ears showing through her short hair, and the corners of her mouth twitched silently.
Tears flowed down her temples like beads from a broken string. Because she held them back for so long, she accidentally blew out a small bubble of snot, which she quickly wiped with her sleeve.
It was quite funny, He Miao herself was so embarrassed that her face turned red.
But Su Xia didn't laugh.
She opened her arms and hugged her, "Don't cry."
The girl's arms smelled sweet, not delicate, but soft and safe.
"It was originally yours, so you should be happy to have it back." She hugged He Miao tightly and patted his back. "There's still another round of unified selection for all schools in the province."
"We're going to have our graduation performance together, go to the university we want to go to together, and appear in the newspaper together. That's a deal, no one is allowed to run away, okay?"
He Miao's eyes were swollen from crying. He rested his chin on her shoulder and nodded hard.
The break after dinner was not long.
After a while, the bell for evening self-study rang.
Two girls ran into the classroom accompanied by English listening recordings. The corners of their blue and white clothes were like free eagles, ready to fly.
After hugging someone for a while, Su Xia was a little desensitized to physical contact.
When she squeezed in from behind Xu Jiqing to the window, she casually put her hand on his shoulder and held it for several seconds.
Through the thin school uniform, the little hands were warm and moist, and the boy's whole body stiffened for a moment.
Su Xia was completely oblivious. She sat down and immediately took out a sticky note from her pencil case and passed it to He Miao at the table in front of her: "Are you feeling better?"
He Miao replied, "Wow, do you think I'm useless and timid?"
The girl wrote with great concentration.
Xu Jiqing stopped writing, turned his head slightly, and restrained his gaze from falling on her.
In the autumn evening, the setting sun was as gentle as water, making Su Xia's long hair falling on her shoulders look fluffy, like golden taffy.
Xu Jiqing watched her write stroke by stroke, [My dear Miaomiao, how much more powerful can you be?]
Actually, I think being brave doesn't mean being bold, but rather being able to keep moving forward even when you're incredibly scared, with tears streaming down your face.
【You are the bravest baby in my heart】
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The other party seemed to reply something.
Su Xia's eyes curved into crescents, and she casually wrote down a remarkable promise: "Next Sunday, during the school elections, the two of us will perform a cello concerto together on stage."
Xu Jiqing didn't want to watch anymore.
He knew that Su Xia had passed the exam and brought the mediocre He Miao along with her.
He is her "good friend", so we should congratulate her and wish them all the best in the future.
But he had never listened to classical music or been to a concert hall. His only understanding of that world was the melodious piano music brought by the evening breeze when he passed by the piano room in the art building during evening study.
A wild dog could shamelessly lick her hand, but it could not jump onto the moon's windowsill.
He didn't understand the cello concerto, that was not a world he could touch, but those soft words he had heard before and not heard before still stuffed into his head one by one, disturbing his heart.
On the other side, Su Xia's voice was softly saying, "My baby."
On the other hand, he was mocking himself.
Being realistic as he is, the second after he realized his own feelings, he knew that this was the girl he could never hope to be with in his entire life.
But he couldn't help being jealous.
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